Disclaimer: I do not own either MGS or Gate.


SCENARIO 1, The Bunny women tribe Pt.2

The nuclear capable waking tank soon stood between the Warrior Bunnies and the Roman like soldiers. It then slowly turned toward the Romans as if to show its supremacy, not even dignifing them being on guard in their presence. The Imperial front line now found itself between the proverbial rock and the hard place. They were now at the mercy of the somewhat reorganized Bunnies that now held the numerical advantage and the REX itself that stared down menacingly their main force.

"What are you going to do? Take on a REX with your bare hands?!" he mocked the Romans that quickly stopped their mistreating of the bunnies in favor of retreating. That was his plan all along, to give the bunny eared women some breathing space and it was working like clockwork.

"You're FINISHED!" he roared as he dashed forward, carefully stepping over the women that were abused just a few moments ago. Despite the language barrier, the soldiers knew what was comming towards them, death incarnate.

In that instant a hundred of arrows hit the berserk beast, yet they simply bounced harmlessly off of its armor. A few lucky soldiers managed to strike the legs of the mech with their swords, only to see them shatter on impact on its composite plated exterior before they met their end underfoot of the 500 tons heavy Metal Gear. Thier sword and spears shook in their hands as their fear intensified. Some were backpeddaling nervously while not a small number them opted to just run away for their lives. Some of them decided to face this hellish beast and even John commended their bravery, yet couldn't help but chuckle at their stupidity. They did not stand a chance with the REX as their opponent, especially with him in the cockpit. Despite his young age, he held the best score in both VR and field exercises on the tests held in Mother Base for a year untill todays hickup.


To say the blonde man was furious was an understatement. He was about to crush the Warrior Bunnies just as this blasted creature appeared out of nowhere and ruined his plans. This stupid animal dared to stand in the way of the Empire and it will perish for its insolence. He, Prince Zorzal himself will see to that.

"Stop, come back! Don't run away you damn cowards, fight back!" he roared at his soldiesr who only cried back,

"But - prince Zorzal, this... this beast is unbeatable!" they whined out in protest.

"It is just an animal, go back and fight you worms or I'll have you all executed for treason! No matter what, an animal, even smart and trained as this one is sitll just that, an animal! Find a way, I don't care how will you do it just bring it down, for the Empire!" He yelled at the shocked soldiers who reluctantly turned to face the armored monster again. And so the terrified soldiers went back into the killing zone at the order of their prince that decided to stay as far away in the back from this monster of chaos as possible.

They knew they had less chance than a snowflake in the cromosphere of the Sun but being subjects of the inhumane tortures of the wicked prince was the last thing they wanted, at least this beast granted quick death.


The REX continued its onslaught completely unopposed, stomping on the unfortunate soldiers who had the guts to come too close, leaving only bloody stains on the grass as reminder of where once stood a human being. John made the REX accelerate then he slid trough a large enemy formation infront of him. Some bounced off the armor leaving large blood stains on it or they were simply ground between the REX' foot and the grassy soil. Power Slide is how the Rex Unit nicknamed this move. It was effective against infantry and soft targets and it didn't require any ammo. You had to be careful not to fuck up the hydraulics too much, though.

The Captain crushed a cart underfoot and kicked another with enough force to send it thumbling, crushing countless Romans in the process.

As the Warrior Bunnies killed the last of the Roman front liners they cheered loudly then they let out a guttural warcry in unison. What they did not expect however was the wingless dragon returning the same warcry.

"Did you hear that!?" a young girl asked her companions, her disbelief replaced by a feeling of great joy.

"Yeah, this creature is definitely on our side!" exclaimed happily another, tears streaking freely down her cheeks.

After all they've been trough, someone or rather something has come to help them in their greatest moment of need.

"I-it's real, It's real, w-we are going t-to survive!" one screamed stuttering as she cryed, relieved at the fact they had more than a fighting chance now.


Just a little further ahead from where the bunny eared women were regrouping the Romans were still engaged with the REX, they were stubborn and hopeless.

"Time to end this little game..." John thought as he charged the V-17 Vulcan cannon, the high energy output free electron laser. He then turned the war machine towards the archers that still were shooting arrows at a steady pace towards him. He giggled at that, what of 'it is useless' they did not understand. Their effort was comparable to a man attacking an elephant with thootpicks. The hostiles were neatly packed in a three line formation constantly firing arrows at Johns vehicle.

'How convenient," John thought with a smirk, 'They're just lining up to die.'

He did not waste any time as he fired the laser into the archers. From one side of the formation to the other, the blue beam of death and destruction sliced trough the archers in a perfect angle, catching all three lines cutting their bodies appart like a hot knife trough butter. In a short moment all that was left from the archer formation were their dismembered corpses.

Looking around to find his next victims, he noticed what the soldiers were trying to do. They were sacrificing themselvses to lure him into a trap. They positioned 5 ballistae in an attempt to kill this armored beast and end its rampage once and for all.

'Awww, look at all the trouble they are going trough to lure me in their pitiful trap. Really... Ballista?' John snickered to himself,

'Might as well indulge them in their little fantasies, so they can't say I didn't give them anything.' he chuckled and continued to splat soldiers underfoot as he slowly advanced towards the trap, seemingly oblivious to it.

One of the prince dickhead's generals happily gave the command to fire to his soldiers. They fired their spears hitting the monstrous fiend in its head and both sides. Sadly for them their joy lasted for as long as the spears flew trough the air. Once each spear hit its target it just made a 'dang'. The spears merely bounced off the armor not doing any damage whatsoever.

"Hey assholes, the paint is not cheap, you know..." John said trough the loudspeakers, thinking about the painted skull on the cockpit he fired the dual Gau into a group of advancing soldiers, again with devastating reliability the powerful weapon teared trough the oncoming Roman enemy.

"It is useless..." the general said in defeat as he fell to his knees.

"General! You must get away from there!" His soldiers called him, but it was too late, Jon had no plan in letting this asshole get away. He made few steps towards the broken spirited man with his REX and yelled,

"Nice try, fool!" He roared as he raised the walking tanks leg above the man, extended the spikes on its feet and shouted,

"DIE!" as he brought the foot onto the defeated general pancakeing him onto the grassy field and then smearing him all over the grassy floor for good measure.

"General Augustus!" the soldiers cried out, prince Zorzal could only watch in rage as one of his generals got killed brutally along with many of his soldiers.

John then destroyed all the ballistae that tried to ambush him with the laser cannon and then locked sights onto the prince himself, but then he noticed something that pissed him off even further. A naked silverhaired Bunny, once he zoomed the image he noticed her naked body was full of bruises of what looked they were from a whip. Her hands were tied behind her back, her legs were binded with a chain and she was gagged.

"MAH BUNNEH!" he bellowed furiously as he maneuvered the REX in a straight line towards the regal looking cart crushing and trumpling everything in its war machines path.

In that instant, prince Zorzal could swore he peed a little. The fear he experienced in that single moment was unlike anything he ever felt, it was intense and very, very real. Him, a heir to the Imperial trone, scared to death by this... this thing! It was infuriating, but there was nothing he could do about it. This beast was like a natural calamiy, unstoppable.

"Damn!" cursed John, "I'm the only guy around who understood the crappy joke... well at least it was funneh to me." he laughed a little ironically at the thought of fighting a wierd battle in another world.

A few soldiers saw the fast approaching foe and with reluctance stood in front of the cart to protect their lord.

"Testudo formation!" ordered their commander and they quickly obeyed.

Seeing their attempt the REX' pilot let out a maniacle laugh, 'This people must be insane, didn't they see what happens when this big boy step on you?' he mused to himself.

"Oh well, I guess it can't be helped." He thought aloud, shrugging.

He repeated the action he did with the general just a little while ago. The foot stomped onto the shields and the soldiers below them and crushed them into a pulp with utmost ease. The lucky or rather unlucky ones where scattered around by the sheer force of impact the giant robot made stomping its foot onto the groud, their broken bodies tossed trough the air like ragdolls.

The REX continued its warpath towards the cart kicking a smaller wagon and making it spin until it hit another wagon nearby, crushing a soldier between them. John was just a small distance from the oversized cart the blonde moptop was standing on with the silverhaired captive Bunny when something caught hus attention, and it wasn't any of the countless fodder trumpled underfoot on his approach. It were two carts full of retreating soldiers. John considered for an instant what course of action to take before he flipped a switch that armed the REX' knee mounted AT missiles. He did not want to risk these cowards reach their companions far in the back and regroup, as that would spell big trouble for the Bunnies still in the process of reorganizing their forces.

"No motherfuckers! It's not over yet!" he screamed, marking the two escaping carts with the low-powered laser illuminator and as soon the coded beam bounced back from the targets he locked onto them and launched two Hellfire anti tank missiles.

Both local factions on the battlefield, Bunnies and Romans alike covered their ears and crumpled on the floor in fright as the two missiles flew trough the air making a strange roaring noise before they finally hit their designated targets, making two loud explosions. The missiles designed to be used against heavy armored battle tanks oblitorated the wooden carts with ease and all that remained were charred bodies and splinters of the carts themselves.

"Serves you right, assholes! The thing I hate more than women and child molesters is cowardice! Too bad you could fit in all categories." Said John with a laugh.

With the escapees blown to bits he refocused his attention on the blonde bastard and the silver haired beauty, thinking how will he extract the naked woman from her captivity without endangering her or himself. He finally had an idea and went with it.

The time to enlighten the primitives about the beast's secret has finally arrived. Soon the Roman lookalikes will learn the painfull truth, that they are nothing but a bunch of savage, underdeveloped barbarians for the mighty people of Outer Heaven.

The Walking death machine stoped right on the side of the cart and opened its jaw, a strange sound was suddenly audible from the beasts opening maw, it was... somekind of music... maybe a chant? The song playing was:

How We Roll - Don Omar ft. Busta Rhymes, Reek da Villian & J-doe

The sight of what was inside will forever be etched in the mind of the locals, especially one Warrior Bunny Queen. The sight of her savior, a plain looking human man in a black getup. There was a strange feel to him, it was almost as he enjoyed every moment of this battle. He also seemed confident, and even if she had her reservations towards the newly revealed... Tamer? Rider? Whatever he was ,it was a far better option than her current captor. In her predicament the only thing she could do now is wait and see how will things play out.

The blonde prince was pissed beyond belief yet not one bit at ease , 'Whoever the heck he is, this stranger possesses some powerful magic if he can make this mighty beast do his bidding.' he thought shielding himself with the tied up woman, his second general was close to him in an alerted state.

John briefly rummaged trough the cockpit and took a P90 SDW and a spare mag and he strapped it on the tactical vests rubber band, he rechecked his sidearm with his hand and strapped a HF machete on his belt. Content with his loadout for the comming situation, he litterally parked the Metal Gear in a sitting position at the side of the big ornate cart. He alingned the cockpit with the edge of the cart sideways to ease the access for himself in case any need for a quick retreat arises. He didn't pay any mind to the possibility of any Roman taking over his ride, since it was ID locked.

The hostiles around the area were all scattered in panic and had also the problem of the Bunnies slowly advancing and dealing with the stragglers so John was not about to be overrun once he leaves the REX. The good thing that the closest cohort from the enemy's force in the back, maybe a 60% of a legion worth in total was almost two kilometers away.

At last John slowly jumped out from the cockpit, his boots landing on a carpet covered wooden floor of the luxurious oversized cart, one hand on the P90 as he straightened the black beret on his head with the other. If one looked closely, which all the three people on the cart did, the coffee stain from this morning was still visible just on the left side on his chest, above the tac vest. The rest of the uniform was spotless and a strange sight to the locals who never saw such clothing nor the odd loking tool in his hand.

"Look, a Human! It's a Human man!" the familiar chesnut haired Warrior Bunny pointed towards John.

"This is... so wierd." Her sandy blonde companion was barely able to utter, "There seem to be people chanting or singing inside the beast's mouth, yet he's alone... He must be some powerful mage." the young woman was buffled, her reality seriously shaken.

"It may be a walking war chariot?" suggested Maya, the chesnut haired Bunny as she sent an arrow trough the head of an unfortunate soldier that ventured too close to the cart for her liking.

"It must be some sorcery!" Keira couldn't believe such thing as a walking war chariot existed in the world. She was partially right as this walking war chariot wasn't from her world.

The other Bunny Assault Units as John dubbed them in jest were currently surrounding the cart, they kept their distance however, securing the area while some of them fought against some sporadic resistance here and there. John had to admit, the Bunnies reorganized themselves quite inteligently, forming many smaller units that were most likely formed by friends and long time companions, if the coordination between the individuals within these units was anything to go by. Even between the units they fought quite well and unified which was no small feat considering they were on the bring of a total defeat just few minutes ago.

The small units proved to be more than a match for the now disorganized, panicking Imperial troops, Both their initiative and morale has been broken and their formation fell appart a long time ago further facilitating the task of the warrior women slowly closing in on them from multiple directions, tightening the circle around the remnants of the Roman vanguard.

The first thing John noticed once he jumped out from the safety of his cockpit was a Roman falling dead with an arrow in his head just below the protection of his helmet. He had to admit it, that was a very nice shot. The dispached Roman soldier was aiming to climb onto the cart and attack him. He spotted two young women warriors holding the position uphill about 60 or so meters away. The Captain brought his unocupied fist to his chest and then he raised it towards the two Bunny warriors with a small but respectful nod. They awkwardly returned the gesture, not daring to anger him and invoke his wrath by showing any disrespect.

'Did he just... thanked us?' both thought about this surreal situation. The aproaching Bunnies quickly collided swords with their foes still present around.

John then turned towards the three on the cart an smiled, making one last step forward.

"Greetings Gentlemen, I think you and I have some issues to discuss." he coldly told the two men, his sixth sense telling him to flip the safety off on the PDW, and so he did.

"If I were you I'd surrender now." John calmly said to the two men who looked quite angry about the current situation.


A bit of a cliffhanger, the finale of this scenario will be in the next chapter, where I'll also put a sneak peak to one of my next scenarios. It will either involve the Ginza incident or the Flame Dragon, urban environment battle fun in downtown Tokyo or a wide opened plane brawl against a powerful winged foe.

As always thanks for reading.